Thursday Sep 28

MadridAnthony Anthony Madrid lives in Chicago. His poems have appeared in B O D Y, Boston Review, Fence, Gulf Coast, Iowa Review, Lana Turner, Poetry, Volt, and WEB CONJUNCTIONS. His first book is called I am Your Slave Now Do What I Say (Canarium Books, 2012).


There was a young man from St James,
Who consigned all his work to the flames.
When asked why he did it, he sadly admitted
It’s one of his dumb little games.

There was an old man at the Louvre,
Holding on by one hand from the roof.
When they said, “Should we catch ya?” he answered “You betcha!”
But wouldn’t let go of the roof.

There was a young man from Waukegan,
Who was happily dating a vegan.
There were times when he irked her | by eating a burger, 
But each found the other intriguing.

There was an old lady from Shiloh,
Who rode up to town on a rhino.
When they laughed her to scorn, she would lean on the horn,
And then parallel park on a wino.

There was a young lady from Ottawa,
Who thought she was Anna Akhmatova.
Her relentless hauteur | made her friends insecure,
But she didn’t care what people thoughtovva.